William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
William Blake
‘Tirzah’ was published a few years later than the other poems in the series, Songs of Experience. These short poems explore the harsh realities of late 18th and early 19th Century life during the time of King George III, known — ironically given the terrible social conditions of the time — as the Ro...
Whate’er is born of mortal birth
Must be consumed with the earth,
To rise from generation free:
Then what have I to do with thee?
The sexes sprung from shame and pride,
Blowed in the morn, in evening died;
But mercy changed death into sleep;
The sexes rose to work and weep.
Thou, mother of my mortal part,
With cruelty didst mould my heart,
And with false self-deceiving tears
Didst blind my nostrils, eyes, and ears,
Didst close my tongue in senseless clay,
And me to mortal life betray.
The death of Jesus set me free:
Then what have I to do with thee?
To Tirzah was written by William Blake.